Ariah's POV
I couldn’t sleep all night and Nina kept me company, I was so excited for what the next day was going to bring. We chatted all night about this and that, and although I had tried to bring up the topic that had been bothering me all day about the Royal Packhouse and the Alpha of our pack, Nina dismissed it and changed the topic. But that didn’t make me less enthusiastic about finding my mate, I had no other choice, it was the only way I could get out of here and finally say, ‘To hell with you Mrs. Sheldon, you sound like a man!’
Miss Sheldon knew everyone’s birthday, but none was ever celebrated. In her words, “Why should I celebrate the day my miseries started?”
Nina revealed to me that she never had a mate and all her life, she had been bound to the Pack's orphanage.
“That’s probably why she’s this mean and grumpy all the time,” Nina suggested.
“True, but common Nina, be frank with me. If the Moon goddess gave you Miss Sheldon as a mate, wouldn’t you rather be mate-less?” I asked and we laughed so loudly, I was afraid we were going to wake everyone else.
“Are you saying her mate ran away?” Nina asked, struggling to contain her laughter.
“If it were me, nothing would stop me from running away. I’d have to be gay to agree to be Miss Sheldon’s mate.” I replied and we burst into another round of laughter.
At midnight, Nina poured down birthday wishes on me and revealed something to me that sent my heart racing with excitement.
“Come closer.” She whispered, gesturing for me to lean in. “There’s something I haven’t told you, I didn’t want you to get too scared or excited.”
“I’ll scratch your face if you keep this suspense on,” I warned.
“Okay, okay. On the eighteenth birthday of every Omega, Miss Sheldon sends her to the Royal Packhouse to deliver a message to the Beta.” Nina said and paused to see if I had anything to say, she continued. “This message is your profile. It’ll be given to you in a brown Manila envelope and the Beta wouldn’t even have to go through it, he’ll know that you would be serving at the Royal house from the next day.”
“Woah!” I exclaimed as a feeling of euphoria and excitement spread through me. “That’s awesome!”
Nina frowned and shook her head, “Really? Woah? After all I’ve told you about that place, you go woah?”, She asked, visibly disappointed.
“Well, I can’t avoid it, can I?” I grinned at her.
I slept peacefully that night, with a smile plastered on my face. The next day was going to be a day that would change my life forever, I wasn’t entirely wrong eventually.
I was woken up by the bell, but this time, I was happy and I went about my morning with a smile spread across my face. Even when we gathered in the courtyard, I paid rapt attention to the gibberish about values Miss Sheldon was saying. Whenever she looked at me, I was smiling and I could tell she felt uneasy by the way she averted her eyes. I loved the way being happy made her feel uncomfortable, what made it even better was the fact that I did it effortlessly and genuinely. I waited on my bunk nervously for about three hours before Miss Sheldon finally called me into her dusty, stuffy office. It was stacked with rows of shelves with books she never read, that were covered in dust and cobwebs.
“So, you’re eighteen huh, Ariah.” She started and I nodded with a smile. She regarded me for a while before continuing. “It’s a special age for omegas, have you heard about it?” She asked, squinting questioningly at me with her cold eyes.
I shook my head, “Not at all, Miss Sheldon.”
“Then I suppose you have no idea what’s in this brown Manila envelope, do you?” She asked and again I shook my head. “Very well you delinquent, take this envelope to the Royal Packhouse, and don’t make a fool of yourself. The guards won’t help you, take the stairs to the first floor and knock gently on the sixth brown door by your left.”
I closed my eyes, letting her words sink in so I wouldn’t forget a thing. Then she threw the envelope at me and as I walked out, she said,
“Put on something better, you’re garbage but you don’t have to look like it. Come straight to my office when you’re back.”
Little did I know that I was never going to see her again.
I rolled my eyes as I walked out of her office. Getting to the golden gates of the pack house, my heart was thumping with excitement. The guards at the door took one look at the envelope and parted to let me in. I walked up the stairs, clothed with a red Persian rug, and on the first floor, there were fourteen doors by the left. Seven were white, the other seven, brown. On the sixth brown door, I knocked gently and a rich baritone voice asked me to come in.
The Beta of the pack looked at the envelope and smiled. He was a man in his thirties with a hawk-like face that managed to be handsome. He smiled at me and took the envelope.
“Ariah.” I was surprised that he knew my name and my eyes widened. “You’ll be starting as one of the Royal omegas tomorrow.” That was all he said and I was dismissed.
I skipped down the stairs happily, I was thrilled beyond words and in my trans to happiness, I was oblivious to my surroundings. I bumped into someone at the foot of the stairs and I immediately felt a current run through me, it was as if I had just touched a live wire. It was the best sensation I had ever felt. I looked up to find a man glaring at me, he was young, not older than twenty-three and he held a golden crown on his head.
“Oh my! Alpha James!” I cried and got to my knees.
Then he grabbed my arm viciously and let go immediately as another spark ignited between us. A look of shock was written all over his face and my eyes widened at the realization of what was going on. Nina had said that was how her late grandma had described such an occurrence to me and I beamed with disbelief as I looked up at him. The sensation was the mate bond. The Alpha of the pack was my mate! It was a fairy tale to me.
“Alpha Jam-”
“No! It can’t be! You can’t be the mate of the Alpha of this pack! You low life!” He suddenly bellowed and I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. He stared at me, breathing heavily.
“But, I felt it. I felt the bond between us.” I said, looking into his hazel eyes with desperation.
“No! Stop saying nonsense!” he turned to the hefty men behind him. “Guards! Take her away!”
A moment later, strong hands seized me and I went limp in their grip. Fear gripped my heart, it was the last time I saw the light of the sun in a long while.
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Ariah’s POV "Make up your mind, Ariah. We don't have the time for you to ponder." He urged quickly. I stared at Lowell, I could bet that James was going to kill him if I didn't act quickly. "One…two…it's a three count." He smirked. I set myself and kicked him between the legs with all the strength I could muster and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. He let out a loud, sharp cry and the next moment, he was on the ground, groaning in pain. His forehead bulged with veins and his face turned red completely. "You fucking bitch!" He yelled.I kicked him hard in the stomach and rushed towards Lowell. He was bleeding from his nose and the edges of his lips. "Lowell! Lowell! Are you okay?" I asked hysterically as I helped him into a more comfortable and less awkward position. He groaned slightly, "I'm…I'm okay…Come on, help me up." He said in a low, breaking voice. I grabbed his arm and heaved him up with surprising strength. He staggered and then dropped to one knee.
Ariah’s POV Ethan also stopped by my side abruptly as he stared ahead. We were in the middle of the bloodiest battle I've seen in a while and we were just standing there like statues. "Either I'm blind or that's Layla standing by James's side," I said in a shaky voice.I was somewhat shocked, she still wasn't remorseful, even after what had happened, Layla still wanted to get at me. "That's her alright," Ethan said. "Now I wonder why I'm even surprised."Of course, I should have known that she was the one who told James my whereabouts from the moment Lowell walked in with that letter. What a fucking snake! James walked towards us with a wicked snarl on his face and said, "Well, well, well. I'm sure you got my letter, instead of waiting for me to come at you, you struck first. Brilliant!" He exclaimed in a loud voice. "I'd have attacked either way," Ethan said calmly.Having Ethan and James in the same place and at the same time was quite unsettling. Not for once did I envisi
Ariah's POV I was really tense by the time the next morning came. The previous night, before Lowell's interruption, I was pretty sure that Ethan and I were going to have sex. The moment was there, everything was perfect, but then, things weren't just the same anymore. I became restless after that letter, I started to see real danger for Ethan. Even though he was a Lycan and Lycans were much more dangerous than werewolves, I was still very anxious. James was cunning, I wanted him to pay for all he did to me, but I didn't want anything to happen to Ethan in the process. I heard a noise outside the window and with a thumping heart, I quickly rushed to it and peered out into the dark. My eyes took some time to adapt, but finally, I started to see and make out the figures below. I gasped.I couldn't even count them! All of a sudden, I felt an overpowering presence behind me. One that gave me comfort, one that made me feel safe. I didn't have to turn to see who it was, Ethan towered b
Ethan's POV Lowell was excited as he stormed into my study the next day with a huge smile on his face. "The war's over! The bloody war's over, Ethan! You fucking genius! You did it!" He exclaimed with excitement, he was beyond himself with joy. The edges of my lips curled into a narrow smile, then my face went serious again. "How?" "Layla's father called a meeting yesterday evening with all the Alphas of the werewolf packs and guess what? They have called off any hint of a war. Sheesh! I can finally breathe and so can you!" He replied and laughed. "Hmm."He frowned at me, "Hmm? Hmm? That's all you have to say about this? Hmm?" He asked. "What else do you expect me to say? I saw it coming." I replied imperiously and he smirked. "I have something to take care of, Lowell and I don't know if you'll come with me or not," I said and his face went serious. "Someone has been messing with Ariah in all the wrong ways and I intend to take care of that." "But I thought you had alread
Layla’s POV "You blew it."That was all my father said when we got back to our pack. The look of disappointment and visible exhaustion on his face genuinely made me feel bad for him. "You're my only daughter, Layla." He said as we walked into the living room.I trailed behind him recently, hoping he wouldn't turn to look at me as he glared up but he eventually did and I had nowhere else to turn but to look straight at him. "You had everything you needed right from when you were young. So what the hell went wrong, Layla? What? How did you turn into this?" He asked so many questions at once that I wasn't sure he wanted me to reply. "Father-” I called but he cut me off harshly. "Not a fucking word, Layla!" He roared, stunning me to silence immediately. "Why do you have that look on your face? Why do you have that look in your eyes? Where's the bloody remorse? Don't you feel bad for the people who died along the way just for you to fulfill your goals?" I swallowed my words, but I